END ME

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Henry's POV

I woke up with a massive headache, I looked around and realized I'm literally laying on my floor. I see Vic and belch, Patrick must be in my room. I stood up and groaned "fuck-.. ow why the hell does my face hurt so bad?" I walked over to the closest mirror and examined the swollen, bruised jaw. "Who the hell punched me??" I walked over to belch and shook him but he wouldn't wake up. I tried so hard but I just couldn't remember what happened last night. After a minute I was able To wake up Vic. "Hey Vic... what the hell happened last night? Who punched me?" He sat up and yawned, looking around before answering my question. "All I remember is Patrick yelling.. I think he's the one that punched you.." my heart dropped, what the hell did I do to make Patrick punch me? I quickly went to my room but Patrick wasn't in there, I looked outside and his car was gone.. my heart started racing as I began to panic. I looked for my phone so I could call him but I couldn't find it anywhere. I ran back to the living room "Vic I need to use your phone... I don't know where Patrick is.." he just nodded and handed me his phone, it was at 5% "wow I have such good luck" I sarcastically stated before calling him. As the ringing continued my heart started pounding harder. He didn't pick up his phone.... I called him again and still no answer. In the middle of the third time calling him he texted Vics phone.

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11:13 am

Patrick: if this is Henry, I don't want to talk to you

Vic: can you please just tell us what I did last night cause I don't remember any of it

Patrick: again, if this is Henry... I'm not telling you shit, figure it out

Vic: This is Henry, and I've been trying to remember what happened ever since I woke up it's all just black..

Patrick: awww poor baby, maybe you shouldn't drink like your father :)

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He really just brought up my father like that... why the fuck is he being such a bitch about it? Why can't he just tell me what I did? Did I cheat or something? Oh god no I don't think I'd do that... all of a sudden belch finally woke up. I immediately put the phone down and went over to him. "Belch what do you remember from last night?" It took him a second to fully wake up and realize what was going on. "Huh?" I groaned and repeated the question. "Oh uhm... I remember Patrick being really mad because you were telling us about all of his kinks and me and Vic were laughing at him... oh and then he punched you and left.." I just kinda stood there, processing everything...

So I guess last night I got shit faced.... I invited belch and Victor over... and then I guess I started telling them about me and Patrick having sex.. oh god Patrick must have been so embarrassed-... how do I even fix something like this? I don't know where Patrick is or what to say-... saying sorry won't fix anything. Ugh I guess I'll figure it out. I grabbed my car keys and ran outside, hopping into the drivers seat. I turned it on and just started driving. I drove by his house first of course but his car wasn't there.. so then I checked the quarry but still there was no sign of him. I still didn't have my phone, I regret not looking for it before I left but I guess I can't do anything about it now. I kept driving to all of Patrick's favorite spots but he just wasn't there... at this point I'm just going street by street.

It's been an hour and I've been driving all around Derry but he's literally no where to be seen... where could he have fucking gone?! I ended up going back home to look for my phone. It ended up being inside of the couch... I literally had to cut a hole in the couch to get it. I don't know how it got there. I immediately went to call Patrick. It rung for what felt like forever before I heard the sound of breathing on the other end. "Patrick, baby, where are you? Belch told me what happened last night and I... I just.. I need to apologize in person.. where are you?" I could hear a sigh and then some shuffling around. "Funny you ask that hen because-...I-..." he stopped to laugh "I don't know where the fuck I am right now.." he sounded... not sober.. I can't really tell what he's on or if he's drunk or something. "What do you mean you can't tell where you are?" I heard a car door open and then some groaning noises. "I just climbed on top of my carrrr!" He said it in sort of a sing-song voice. "There's a lot of grass... or... or maybe it's corn... ooo or maybe it's.. it's... I forgot what I was gonna say..OOO! Hey henry... did you know we got in a fight last night? I forgot about that... wait a second.. oh yeah I'm mad at you!" My heart sank "yeah yeah... it doesn't matter how mad you are Patrick I need to find you... are you drunk? Or high or something?" He didn't reply. "Patrick... hello?" He cleared his throat "I'm on.... stuff..." my brain started thinking of a million different things he could be on. "Well what are you on?" I started getting worried. I had to ask again because he wouldn't reply. Suddenly I could hear him crying "please don't be mad...." This whole situation is just really confusing and stressing me out. "Why would I be mad Patrick? What are you on? You can tell me I won't get mad..." he let out a few loud sobs "I d-don't even... I don't even know what I took.. someone offered me some pills and I took them...." I sighed, very upset at this point because... well... WHAT THE FUCK?! He's all drugged up and doesn't know where he is... there's literally nothing I can think of to do right now. "You're on your car right? You said there's a lot of grass... or corn or something... what is it? Grass or corn?" I heard movement and then a thud. "Patrick you ok???" He laughed a little. "I fell... oop.. it's corn... I'm hungry, Henry I think I'm gonna eat the corn..." I imagined him laying in the dirt, looking at a raw cob of corn. "Patrick don't-... just stand up... you said you were on your car did you see anything other than corn... like a road or buildings or anything?.." he groaned "I forgot... let me climb up there again.." I waited until he was up there. "There's... a house... looks kinda scary though.. Henry what if this is their field... they're gonna be mad I drove through it huh? Should I just hide? I think I'm gonna hide.." I wish I just knew where he is. "No baby.. don't hide... just get in your car-.. actually.. no.. I don't want you driving, just follow the path from your car driving into the field.. it flattened down the corn right?" I heard him gasp "you're so smart! There's been a path in front of me all along! Woo! Way to go! Good job.." I couldn't help but laugh a tiny bit. "I-.. thanks... ok now just follow the path.. but don't hang up, I'm gonna be with you the whole time ok?" I could hear him walking on the other end of the phone. "Ok... hey Henry... I gotta question.." I sat down on my couch, the phone pressed against my ear. "What's the question?" Patrick kept on walking "do you love me?... like.. really... love me?" I answered without hesitation "of course...you feel the same way right?" He stopped walking. "Yes... so uhm if you love me then why did you tell Victor and belch about.. about the stuff.. I uh like... you dont think the stuff I'm into is weird right?" I sighed, I really wanted to wait until we were together to talk about this. "Patrick I love everything you love too... other people might think it's weird but I think it's hot.." I heard the plants beneath his feet crunching as he walked. "I really.. uh I d-...I don't know I just... feel like you're lying.." I sat up "I'm not lying! We literally have the same fucking kinks.. I wouldn't get hard if it didn't turn me on.." it was silent for a moment. "Hey henry..." I sighed again "what?" He didn't say anything "Patrick... I said what.." suddenly he started laughing. "Oh my god I forgot what's happening... hey hen there's a house in front of me... why'd you tell me to go here?" I stood up. "Ok ok... I need you to go to the front door and knock ok?... but don't hang up..." he walked up to the house and knocked. I heard the door open and prayed that it'd be someone nice and not a fucking serial killer. I heard a woman's voice. "Uhm hello?" Patrick stayed quiet for a moment "uhhh..... h..hi...I-... accidentally drove into your field..." I heard the woman laugh. "Oh that corn field right there? Nah that's my neighbors.. good job though because I hate him...anyways why'd you drive into the field? And why is your car still in there?" Patrick handed her the phone. "Here talk to my boyfriend.. he's been telling me how to get out of the field.. awww that's so nice... we got into a fight but I think I'm less angry now.." she grabbed the phone. "Oh uh-.. ok-... ha.. hello? Are you this kids.. boyfriend?" I tried to sound like I wasn't stressed the fuck out. "Yes... I'm so sorry to bother you but my boyfriend.. his name is Patrick... He's really messed up right now and I was hoping you could give him a ride home... where are you guys anyway?" I cleared my throat as I listened turns out they're on a farm a few towns away. "We live in Derry... I.. actually could you maybe just keep an eye on him? I'm actually just gonna pick him up since it's so far..." I grabbed my keys and headed to my car. "Of course...I just made dinner and I wouldn't mind not eating alone for once... may I ask what he's so messed up on?-..." I started my car. "I actually have no idea what he's on and neither does he.. I guess he took some random ass pills someone gave him... he hasn't been violent or anything he's just been kinda confused about stuff..." I heard her door shut "poor kid... drugs are definitely not something that should be messed with... pills at least..." she laughed "I got to admit I do smoke a little bit of weed but that's the only drug I think is good..." I felt a little more relaxed knowing she's a stoner. "Ok well I'm about to get on the highway-... call me if you-.. or Patrick needs anything.. I'll be there in less than 2 hours" she told me her address and hung up the phone. I sped a little over the speed limit. Rushing to go pick him up from this strangers house.

General POV

the woman made Patrick a plate of food. They ate together at the table, Patrick was surprisingly just ok with being in a strangers house. After they ate she made him a spot on the couch for him to sleep, she assumed that he was tired after such a long night. They both stayed I the living room, the woman on the recliner as Patrick laid down, wrapped up in a big blanket. She listened as Patrick went on and on about a bunch of different things, mainly Henry though.

Henry's POV

For around an hour and a half I drove, I was so worried about Patrick I cried like 3 different times. I actually had to pull over once because my eyes were so blurry from my tears. It was overall a horrible drive but finally... finally I pulled up to this woman's house. I knocked on the front door and a short woman with big blonde hair wearing a cheetah print dress answered. "Hellooo you must be henry! Patrick is in the living room taking a nap... come in!" She moved out of the way, I slowly walked in, looking around. I looked over at the couch, there was Patrick fast asleep, curled up under a big fluffy blanket. "Thank you so much for taking care of him.. I was so worried all day.." she smiled "you're welcome I was happy to actually have some company for once.." I smiled back and walked over to the couch. I crouched down and shook Patrick gently "baby... wake up..." his eyes fluttered open and he smiled right away. "Henryyy.. you're here... did you meet Samantha? Isn't she nice.." I laughed and look up at the woman who's name is Samantha I guess. "Yeah she is pretty nice... but we gotta go home ok..." Patrick yawned and slowly got up, once he stood up he turned to Samantha "thanks for the dinner...." she smiled "of course! Anytime.." I also said thanks before we left. We both got in the car. I started driving "Patrick... are you still high?" He didn't say anything. I looked over and he was asleep in the passenger seat, I suppose it'd be better for him to sleep the high off I guess.